For we must change our ways
For we must change
Simplistic stories of unquestioned truth
Are undermined by adult knowledge.
The reality of life's experiences
And conflicts in the Christian body
Demolish the consolation of conformity.
Cracks expose the faulty underpinning.
The lack of thought, illogical convictions.
The need to rethink, to find another highway,
For this road has shown its imperfections;
The gaps that show the fires beneath.
Yet, what would Jesus have me do?
He has taken me from the place of comfort
Of rest in God's arms; of security and approval
He has thrust me off the rock of conformity
Into the shifting sands of new ideas.
“Follow me” he said, and died,
which route we are bound to go, but how?
How to travel, who to greet along the way?
Are there other guides whom we should honour?
Are there other truths that we need to know?
Dare I renew my purpose, revise my path?
Have I the moral strength to face rejection,
when out and proud in non-conformity
facing anger, loss of fellowship,